I see myself in the mold of Rin Tin Tin. It didn't go to his head either.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Behind the phony tinsel of Hollywood lies the real tinsel.
I did not see his face, because he was all covered with blood.
If the best man's faults were written on his forehead, he would draw his hat over his eyes.
I don't think I ever had a swollen head: I remember where I come from.
Tink is the voice of the youth. I'm not one of those artists who talks about unrealistic things or fairy tales. I'm not talking about expensive things and cars. I'm actually talking about what's going on in my life and every teenager's life, too.
If the nose has become a deeply disillusioned and grief-stricken organ in the modern world, then what of the ear? The poor little ear - such an innocent, intelligent and sensitive creature; in these times of such flagrant sonic brutality, the sense within the ear has much to contend with.
That's the one for my tombstone... Here lies David Byrne. Why the big suit?
The doctors x-rayed my head and found nothing.
What was the name of that dog on 'Rin Tin Tin'?
Uneasy lies the head that wears a crown.